Chapter 234: Always, just alone

Chapter 234 Always, Just Alone
The lady drank drastically, and looked at Lao's eyes with a stern expression. "I will let this palace hear such words in the future, and she will not be punished severely!"
The old lady knelt down, sincerely fearful, "the mother is angry, the slave is also worthless to the mother and the seven princes, and she is wrong for a moment, and the mother forgive me!"
The lady then eased her tone, stepped forward and raised the old woman, and whispered, "Your heart knows this palace, but this is the palace, there are some words that you can't say."
"Slaves remember."
Pat Lao's hand, pick up a turquoise bracelet from the dresser, and put it on Lao's wrist. "Hao has always been loyal to Honmiya, and he is wholehearted. Your benefits, remember. There are still many things to do in this palace. The most trusted person around this palace is you. "
"Yes, slaves will never let down their maids!"
The corners of the lady's lips were raised, her eyes dark and distant.
As soon as he walked out of the palace, the young man went crazy like a man.
Following Feng Qingbai's back, he shivered, his mouth never stopped.
Street stalls, luxurious shops, but whenever he saw anything, he wanted to buy everything, and wanted to move to the carriage.
"Uncle Huang, this string of bells is beautiful. It's purple. It must be beautiful hanging in the window. Buy it and hang it for Aunt Liu."
"Uncle Huang, how about this bead curtain? It's elegant and not exaggerated. It goes well with Aunt Liu's personality. Buy it?"
"Are there any calligraphy and paintings in Aunt Liu's house? It seems more elegant to hang the calligraphy and paintings. We buy two pictures of ladies? Koi play lotus pictures too! Why not buy two masters?"
"This screen is also good. Pure white fox fur is embroidered. I bought it and put it on the dressing table for Aunt Liu. She definitely likes it!"
Feng Qingbai rubbed his brows frequently, giving rise to the urge to pack and throw the young boy back to the palace.
All the things he wanted to do were snatched by the young man, he couldn't even plug his mouth in, and he was restless for a moment.
When the two returned to the king's palace, the carriages were already piled up, everything from large to small, varied and varied.
Let the subordinates move things to the house, Feng Moyu was very excited, rubbing his fists, "Uncle Huang, which yard does Aunt Liu live in? I'll help her with the layout, and I must come in the style of Aunt Liu!"
Feng Qingbai didn't hear it, pointed to the things the young man bought, and directly ordered his descendants, "These things have been moved to Liu Yunge."
"Aunt Liu lives in Liu Yunge? I'll be there!" The young man was so interested, he followed his follower and asked, "Be careful, these things are valuable, but don't touch them. I buy everything Unique, in case it breaks, there is no second! "
Later, he raised an eyebrow at the back of the young boy cheering and jumping. Feng Qingbai himself picked up the remaining huge package and went in the other direction.
Fu Yuzheng was attracted by the noise.
When I came out, I saw that the young man was not as mature as usual, but he jumped behind the lower people, his two sleeves rolled up rudely, and he was careful not to fall into his mouth.
Looking at the direction they were walking, Fu Yuzhen approached the boy, "Emperor, what are you doing?"
"Aunt Zheng." The young boy smiled slightly. "A VIP is coming in the house. Let me have a fun and help arrange the guest house."
"Do you know that a guest is coming?" Fu Yuzheng was slightly surprised.
"I know, Uncle Huang told me."
"I don't know who the guests are, but the Emperor Labor ran out of the palace to help set up the yard." Fu Yuzhen asked with a smile, his voice sounded awkward.
"I was a friend I made outside when I was on tour. I was living in their house at the time. Now they are coming to Beijing, they are going to exchange gifts. I should also entertain them. I ca n’t let them say my promises. Those who assured them had no jokes. It was just impossible for me to invite them into the palace, so let them stay in the palace temporarily. "
"A friend of the emperor? Then you should be as old as the emperor?"
"No ... oh, be careful! I almost dropped the screen!" The teenager shook his eyes and saw the bump on his hands. He almost dropped the fox fur screen. He went forward nervously and took the screen. "Aunt Zheng, you'll know when someone comes. I'll go first without talking!"
Seeing the teenagers enter Liu Yunge together, Fu Yuzheng stood there for a while.
The ghost was terrible and went to Sheng Xiao Yuan.
No accident, a man was seen in the yard.
He personally set up a rack with wooden strips and mounted bamboo sifter screens one by one. This kind of work done by the talented person was not at all contradictory, even extremely careful. Every time a sifter was added, it was repeated. Try to make the shelf strong enough.
She stood by the door and didn't bother to enter.
From this perspective, he clearly saw his eyes, flowing with gentleness that never showed.
Fu Yuzheng turned quietly and left.
After returning from Beijing, both the Lord and the Emperor have made subtle changes, which can still be covered in front of outsiders, but she is too close to them, and that change cannot escape her eyes.
Looking up at the sky, she felt a bit cold when the sun was shining.
At one time, she thought she was a basic triangle with them. At least, no one can easily replace the corner she occupied, and now it seems that she just thought of it.
In fact, she was excluded by them.
At one time, she secretly regarded this place as a home, because the man gave her a place to live, and she was gradually grateful and attached to her when she was most desperate.
Actually, she never really fits in here.
What she knows, in fact she always knows, but deceives herself.
In the eyes of others, he is nothing more than a pawn.
She was always alone.
Always, only myself.
The wind blew and dried up the tears in the corners of the eyes who had just overflowed.
In Liu Yun Pavilion, people were evoked by the young man.
"No, right, this hanging screen is moved a little further, the upper left corner is a little crooked!"
"Move the cabinet over there, behind the screen!"
"Here, this place, put a bamboo weaving lounge chair in that old color, not the new one!"
"Don't move that bell, I'll hang it!"
People almost didn't call the little ancestors.
In the end, I didn't know what style of room the little ancestor wanted to decorate.
No matter what people think of Feng Moyu, he doesn't think about the style of the arrangement, he just wants to make the room the same as Aunt Liu's room.
It's only been so long, but I haven't seen the figure of Uncle Huang.
Wrong, where Aunt Liu lives, Uncle Huang's temperament, can he let him toss no matter what?
"His!" Feng Mo squinted his eyes, touching his chin, and flew out of the room the next moment.
Damn, he was pitted by the uncle again!
(End of this chapter)